[Verse 1]

As a rot to rape the spring sown seed

A plague sprang forth of his tracks

Churns ran red when cows milked blood

And famine cracked poor backs

Who would hear a lament sad

Under the bright blue sky

That's sung in hovels dark and low

With eyes too weak to cry

[Chorus]

But horror be the nightfall's gloom

For the man upon the road

When moon doth laugh at worthless lives

Twice hard for all promise showed

[Verse 2]

Empty stare upon his face

Nine fathoms deep

He set upon the road again

On ground that bears no seed

[Chorus]

But horror be the nightfall's gloom

For the man upon the road

When moon doth laugh at worthless lives

Twice hard for all promise showed